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Her eyes turn a deep shade of amber

Ablaze with fury

Boring with such intensity into the eyes

Of a passionate teller of half-truths and whole lies

The torment evident in her unwavering glare

Caught in the deceiver’s lair


Her knuckles whiten

As her calloused fingers ball up into a fist

Her face, gaunt and drained

of all emotion, pained

the molten hurt bubbling deep within, restrained.


With one last look at his face

She walks away into the night

Her silhouette disappearing in the moonlight


Her silence says it all..